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... death , as utmost end Of miserie , so thinking to evade The penaltie pronounc't , doubt not but God Hath wiselier arm'd his vengeful ire then so To be forestall'd ; much more I fear least Death So snatcht will not exempt us from the ...
... death , as utmost end Of miserie , so thinking to evade The penaltie pronounc't , doubt not but God Hath wiselier arm'd his vengeful ire then so To be forestall'd ; much more I fear least Death So snatcht will not exempt us from the ...
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... Death of the Beadle of the University of Cambridge Elegy the Third , On the Death of the Bishop of Winchester Elegy the Fourth , To Thomas Young , his Teacher Elegy the Fifth , On the Coming of Spring . Elegy the Sixth , to Charles ...
... Death of the Beadle of the University of Cambridge Elegy the Third , On the Death of the Bishop of Winchester Elegy the Fourth , To Thomas Young , his Teacher Elegy the Fifth , On the Coming of Spring . Elegy the Sixth , to Charles ...
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... Death and to the iron - hearted Sisters , you , the glory of the human race , king of holy men in that isle which possesses the name of Anguilla [ Ely ] . Then my unquiet breast [ 15 ] seethed straightway with hot wrath , dooming to the ...
... Death and to the iron - hearted Sisters , you , the glory of the human race , king of holy men in that isle which possesses the name of Anguilla [ Ely ] . Then my unquiet breast [ 15 ] seethed straightway with hot wrath , dooming to the ...
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A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 9 |
At a Solemn Musick | 15 |
LAllegro | 20 |
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Adam Antistrophe arms behold Boötes bright call'd called Clouds dark daughter Death deep divine doth dwell Earth evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit glory goddess gods golden grace hand hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell hence Hill holy honour John Milton Jove King L'All land Latin light live Lord Lycidas mihi Moab Muses neath night nymphs o're P.-Sylv P.L. ii P.L. vii P.L. xi P.R. iii Paradise PARADISE LOST Parthian peace Pens poem praise quæ rebel angels repli'd round S.Ag Satan Serpent shade shalt sight sing Skie skies song Sonn soul spake Spirits stars stood sweet Sylv Thebes thee thence Thessaly thine things thir thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree vertue viii voice Warr wind wings wont words Zeus
References to this book
Romanticism Writing and Sexual Difference: Essays on the Prelude Mary Jacobus No preview available - 1994 |